Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

It was like there was a big stone in my lungs, and every inch of my breath was extremely compressed and heavy.

Qi Yan struggled hard, but the fingers holding her throat became tighter and tighter, leaving no room for her to survive.

She tried to open the hand on her neck, but she couldn't find the strength. She said in a hoarse voice, "Listen to me...explain..."

"Explain what? Do you want me to explain why you want to kill me?" Zhongqi lowered his head, his face close to her cheeks that were flushed from suffocation, and his hands were still strong, with strong disappointment and pain in his eyes.

Qi Yan's pupils were dilated and her legs were weak. In the darkness, D77 asked nervously and anxiously: [Sir, do you need to use a stand-in doll? 】

Qi Yan gritted her teeth and persisted. She didn't want to use the only function that could resist all damage at once. Even if she could die once, what would happen next?

As long as she is in this dungeon, I can kill her a hundred times or a thousand times.

"I...won't, won't hurt..."

The woman's voice became weaker and weaker, and even the strength of her struggle gradually diminished.

Hearing what she said, the last few times she took care of her came to mind. Although becoming a teammate was his temporary intention, if she wanted to hurt him, she wouldn't think about him at all times.

He let go of his hand and slowed down his strength, but his expression was still extremely bad: "I'll listen to your explanation."

If she doesn't have an answer that satisfies him, he will kill her directly.

Qi Yan lost her grip and almost lost her strength. She leaned back completely against Zhong Qi, panting rapidly, and her lungs hurt like needles.

Although the young man is thin, he is not as thin as a stick, and his chest is unexpectedly broad. He just let go of his hand and did not help her, with a firm and indifferent attitude.

Qi Yan waited for a while, then slowly stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeve. The mourning hall was dark, but the sun was shining brightly outside, making it eerie.

"Finally give up." Her voice was hoarse, like gravel in her throat, and every word she spoke was painful. "I originally wanted to lure the ghost away, get out of trouble, and then help you."

She spoke every word with a painful look on her face: "If I don't do this, the coffin will eat me."

A look of emotion flashed through Zhong Qi's eyes.

Survival is everyone's instinct. After so many years, he knows this feeling all too well.

But this is different.

"There are so many people outside, why do you mention my name?" he asked coldly.

She leaned on his shoulder, raised her head, and stared at him: "I only believe in you. You can help me. I thought... you would understand..."

The implication of this sentence is that with so many people, she only believes in him and believes that he will help her get out of trouble.

But what did he do?

His first reaction was to kill her, without putting himself in her shoes at all. But just now, she didn't hesitate to use scissors to disfigure her for him, she just wanted to take care of him.

But he actually didn't trust her at all, his brain seemed to have grown in vain, and it was like rain just listening to the wind.

Facing her self-deprecating smile, the guilt in his heart came over him like an overwhelming tide.

He raised his arm to hold her arm and hugged her from behind, "I was wrong."

He admitted his mistake and felt a little nervous. He immediately went to check the pinch marks on her neck. He had used too much force just now and almost strangled her to death.

"Sister." The boy's voice was filled with tears, and he continued to apologize pitifully: "I'm sorry."

Qi Yan shook her head and lowered her eyes. Although she didn't say a word, she was filled with disappointment.

He was even more sad. For the first time, someone would take care of his emotions and trust him, but he misunderstood her and even wanted to kill her.

The young man bit his lips, his handsome face full of remorse. He hugged her timidly, but did not dare to hold her tightly, and was in a panic not knowing what to say.

D77 in the consciousness space looked up to the sky and sighed: [How young are you after all——]

Qi Yan: I will silence you if you speak again.

D77 immediately fell silent, but the small black ball swayed from side to side, as if shaking its head and sighing.

If Zhiqiu deliberately hides, the monsters in the copy will not notice him. Now that Zhiqiu has deliberately suppressed him, the ghosts will naturally not dare to take action again.

It didn't take long for the light to return to the mourning hall.

Qi Yan straightened up, covered her neck, and ordered D77 to aggravate the scars on her neck.

Suddenly, strange blue-purple finger marks appeared on the white swan's neck, which was extremely terrifying. If she were lying on the ground at this moment, others would think that this person had been strangled to death.

Her body was not injured, but she weakly supported the wall and walked step by step towards the outside of the mourning hall.

The boy was like an abandoned puppy, obediently following her, not daring to help her or speak, and followed her step by step.

As soon as she reached the door, Granny Li stopped her.

"You can't leave, the marriage ceremony is not over yet, and you and my son have not entered the bridal chamber yet." Granny Li's eyes widened with anger, and the wrinkles on her face deepened several layers.

Qi Yan chuckled and pointed to the quiet coffin behind: "Your son has given up."

At this time, the coffin in the mourning hall was extremely quiet, with no movement at all.

Granny Li was still unwilling to give in. She looked at Qi Yan with greedy eyes, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

Qi Yan seemed unaware, she pushed Granny Li away and walked out of the mourning hall.

"You can't leave!" Granny Li grabbed Qi Yan like crazy and shouted, "You can't leave! You have to complete the marriage ceremony and marry my son, otherwise he will be lonely down there! "

She roared: "You must go down to accompany him, you must go down, you must continue the incense of my family!"

"Get away." Qi Yan tried to shake off Granny Li, but she refused to let go and even forcibly dragged her into the coffin.

Qi Yan was furious. These bad folk customs should not exist in the first place. They are typical feudal dross. Sacrificing a woman's life to marry the dead man and bury him with him is simply unconscionable!

She kicked Granny Li away, and the latter fell to the ground with a whoop.

The weak woman who had to hold on to the wall to walk now can kick someone without any weakness, and the eyes of the young man following her suddenly brightened.

Sister, you are so awesome.

Qi Yan continued to walk out, but Granny Li was unwilling to give in. She cried and shouted. All the villagers surrounded the mourning hall. Every villager's face was expressionless and had a look of death.

Qi Yan paused, walking on the tip of a knife all the time gave her a bad feeling.